*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
*Hey everybody, I have come back from the Jester dimension, anyone want to rp?*
*sure. wendigo bailed*
*Who do you want from my roster?*
*who do you have?*
*More people than I can list, but I'll try. Damian, Rag, Gon, Denji, Sanviento, Sparrow, The Vestal, The Arbalest, The Abomination, The Man at Arms, The Hellion, The Hound master, The Highwayman, The Crusader, The Graverobber, The Leper, The Occultist, The Plague Doctor, The Bounty Hunter, and Benimaru.*
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
she snatches it out of his hand and drains it. "that's strong"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Hey everybody, I have come back from the Jester dimension, anyone want to rp?*
*sure. wendigo bailed*
*Who do you want from my roster?*
*who do you have?*
*More people than I can list, but I'll try. Damian, Rag, Gon, Denji, Sanviento, Sparrow, The Vestal, The Arbalest, The Abomination, The Man at Arms, The Hellion, The Hound master, The Highwayman, The Crusader, The Graverobber, The Leper, The Occultist, The Plague Doctor, The Bounty Hunter, and Benimaru.*
*im waiting for Wendigo now as Stroth owes Shade a drink and im rping with Fry. srry*
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
she snatches it out of his hand and drains it. "that's strong"
They tilt their head. "Of course, friend. What is your goal, though, in your own words? Spectre merges require the alignment of intent to be near-perfect. I know the basics, but tell me your intent in detail." They lean forward eagerly, knocking some coins off the table.
"I want to regain some semblance of who I was, take down the one who treated her like a puppet and me like a canvas, and after that... well, I'm not sure about after that, but I'll think of that when I get to be myself again."
They reach into their chestmaw and pull out a Spectre soul. It looks like a radio made of flesh and blood. "This one might help. TRAUMA FM was a liar in life, but a brilliant one. He would imitate his idols until he became bored of copying their work and moved on to the next one. He once wore clothes of the wrong color, leading to his execution. He never learned from that mistake. He's an artistic genius in multiple mediums, and a quick learner, so he can essentially make dreams realities. The consequence, however, is that he is hopelessly romantic. Poetic justice would overjoy my friend. He has helped out many a dreamer and a killer before. I save him for people who really need some luck in artistic endeavors, and creating a new body certainly counts."
Kiko's eyes all turn to look at the soul, holding a somewhat familiar, albeit less blatantly insane, look of joy. The Traitor looks intrigued.
"Wow, that sounds... that sounds wonderful! I'm already kind of an art person- I think we'd get along well. I accept."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Deuvorai is my name, or Vorai the Deu." He reaches out a cold hand and shakes. "It's good to hear. Would you like a game?" He pulls out a deck of plain black card, each with a small gray cross in the center. " Saline drops rinse a pearly face, forsaken flesh death has erased. Time bleeds too slow until retired, the hourglass briskly expired. A flicker in the reaper's eyes, a dawn, a dusk, and then demise. These cards hold fortune, maybe wealth. But choosing wrong will end your health." He opens his eyes, which are a solid blue with no iris or pupil. "Of course, a specter wouldn't mind drawing, since there is no risk for the dead. But I love to give this to mortals. I got this from my father, the grim reaper, who was in a love affair with a succubus. Sadly I was cursed to be a mortal drow. But I died, which I am embarrassed to say, and was reincarnated through a spell as a lizardfolk."
*If you draw, roll a d20. Odd showers you in necromantic energy equal to 58 necrotic damage, unless you're already dead. Even makes a diamond appear in your hands with a value of 10000 GP.*
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Check out Monach of the Realms forum game!As Djinni you'll know me, for I am your king. From void I have shaped thee, I've shaped everything. But please do not kneel, just look and behold, I rule you to heal and share stories untold. The mask that I wear is a crude one of glass, so your soul will repair if you glance at me fast. You'll pray that you know me, and I'll let your heart ring. I'm as strong as the world tree and I'll make your heart sing.
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
she snatches it out of his hand and drains it. "that's strong"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
The Seer has taken a break from rebuilding their manor, and is sitting outside.
(outside of the tavern?)
*Yeah. She's out in the woods, though not super far from the Inn.*
Isaac is taking a hike in the woods
*Sorry 'bout the delay*
He notices the Seer- or rather, he notices her eyes in the dark. She stands up, curiously approaching like how an animal would size up something it's debating whether or not to kill. "Hello there! What brings you to my little slice of the woods?"
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
she snatches it out of his hand and drains it. "that's strong"
*CON save please. with disadvantage*
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*ok i swore i put disadvantage on that*
*its fine. you are completely and utterly drunk.*
Longtooth sighs. "welp. whats done is done. you are suposed to drink the whole thing. i guess know we will find out if ghosts get sick"
Shade flattens her ears at her. "you let him shred me!"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
They smell blood near the tavern, but not like Dracula, genuine blood, real blood, recently shed blood.
Sparrow has several nearly made holes in his body, and is not looking very well as he watches them, a slight smile on his face.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Regrets are a part of a life well lived.*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I'll be right back, got to go get the pizza*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Wendigo! fine. but you owe Shade a drink*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*rp? I've been hopped up on the spooky vibes all day.*
A green-vested specter sits in the tavern, drinking her fifth whiskey and singing "the hearse song" *one of my faves*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Longtooth comes into the bar absolutely covered in claw marks
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*I've been working on a writing project lately. It's a middle-grade and up fantasy about middle schoolers that get sucked into a fairyland. If you'd like a sample...*
The specter barely looks up. She wishes she could get drunk, but ghosts just can't.
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Ah, Jobah's little sprinkle of wisdom.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*sure*
Longtooth chuckles and pulls out a smoking flask. "this here is what you need"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
she snatches it out of his hand and drains it. "that's strong"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*im waiting for Wendigo now as Stroth owes Shade a drink and im rping with Fry. srry*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
*CON save please. with disadvantage*
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
Kiko's eyes all turn to look at the soul, holding a somewhat familiar, albeit less blatantly insane, look of joy. The Traitor looks intrigued.
"Wow, that sounds... that sounds wonderful! I'm already kind of an art person- I think we'd get along well. I accept."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*replying to Baalzeboop*
"Deuvorai is my name, or Vorai the Deu." He reaches out a cold hand and shakes. "It's good to hear. Would you like a game?" He pulls out a deck of plain black card, each with a small gray cross in the center. " Saline drops rinse a pearly face, forsaken flesh death has erased. Time bleeds too slow until retired, the hourglass briskly expired. A flicker in the reaper's eyes, a dawn, a dusk, and then demise. These cards hold fortune, maybe wealth. But choosing wrong will end your health." He opens his eyes, which are a solid blue with no iris or pupil. "Of course, a specter wouldn't mind drawing, since there is no risk for the dead. But I love to give this to mortals. I got this from my father, the grim reaper, who was in a love affair with a succubus. Sadly I was cursed to be a mortal drow. But I died, which I am embarrassed to say, and was reincarnated through a spell as a lizardfolk."
*If you draw, roll a d20. Odd showers you in necromantic energy equal to 58 necrotic damage, unless you're already dead. Even makes a diamond appear in your hands with a value of 10000 GP.*
Check out Monach of the Realms forum game! As Djinni you'll know me, for I am your king. From void I have shaped thee, I've shaped everything. But please do not kneel, just look and behold, I rule you to heal and share stories untold. The mask that I wear is a crude one of glass, so your soul will repair if you glance at me fast. You'll pray that you know me, and I'll let your heart ring. I'm as strong as the world tree and I'll make your heart sing.
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*ok i swore i put disadvantage on that*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
*Sorry 'bout the delay*
He notices the Seer- or rather, he notices her eyes in the dark. She stands up, curiously approaching like how an animal would size up something it's debating whether or not to kill. "Hello there! What brings you to my little slice of the woods?"
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*But heed this warning. Desires are never fulfilled nor quenched. You will fail like the rest of them. Like the rest of them. Like the rest of them…*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*its fine. you are completely and utterly drunk.*
Longtooth sighs. "welp. whats done is done. you are suposed to drink the whole thing. i guess know we will find out if ghosts get sick"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues